Today is my 30th wedding anniversary. Although we felt 'grown up' when we got married, I was 20 years old, Carl was 23, we were just kids. We really had no idea what we were getting ourselves into. We just knew we couldn’t imagine the world without us together in it. Like most young couples we schemed, dreamed and planned our way into a picture perfect future. But life doesn’t always work out exactly as you plan. After graduating from college in Wisconsin, Carl went to Georgia for 'Officer Candidate School' while I stayed behind in Oshkosh. He was then off to Virginia to an advanced course, and the army then sent us to Alaska. After a year of Carl being unemployed, he got his dream job and it brought us back to Virginia. Through all the changes and lost dreams new ones took their place. And a partnership emerged that wasn't based on a pre-scripted end state but instead a winding journey that twists, turns and entangled us, making us stronger than either of us would be on our own. Carl has talked me off of ledges that no one has seen me on. He's stood up for me when I felt I couldn't defend myself. He also calls me out when no one else will, and believes in me when no one else does. Too often spouses are unsung heroes, so thank-you for letting me sing the praises of mine today--Happy 30th Anniversary Carl!